06-29-2017, 11:04 PM
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Doctor Doom observes a raid on a Tier-6 manufacturing plant silently. He watches the largest monitor, showing a live stream direct from the eyes of Chirpa's modified Destroyer droid. From this view he can see B-1 battledroids shooting blasters desperately at the Destroyer.
The Destroyer is laying down heavy suppression fire from a modified version of the Doombot's plasma cannon while a pair of elven gangsters pick off the B-1 guards with exploding arrows.
On another, smaller monitor, Doctor Doom can see through the eyes of one of Chirpa's modified B-1 droid. The droid kicks open a door to a computer control room and drops three of his unmodified counterparts with short plasma blasts, and a strange creature walks in behind the droid; a Poliwhirl. The pokemon quickly gets to work, using his cartoony hands to start typing on the computer.
The smaller monitors show the security camera inside the plant, going down one by one. Doctor Doom's gaze flicks from one to another as the camera show a brief flash of a horrible centipede-like droid before turning to white static. Where the centipede-like droid runs into guards, it make short work of them.
On the largest monitor, Doctor Doom watches the Destroyer droid and the elves mowing down the B-1 droid guards, keeping their backs to a steel door, and doom realizes they are guarding the Pokemon.
Doom watches as Poliwhirl types furiously within the control room.
Chirpa the Ewok taps one of the monitors, drawing Doctor Doom's attention. Chirpa's strangest droid, the disgusting centipede-like handmade robot named Daryll, is waiting patiently in front of a thick steel door.
The Polywhirl finishes typing and runs out of the control room as the door opens in front of Daryl. The strange droid rushes inside to a hail of blaster fire, and video is lost.
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A crackle of radio static echos around Chirpa's garage.
"Strike Team Primus, mission accomplished," comes a pretty voice, probably from a blonde elf.
Chirpa presses a button on a walky-talky and responds, "Big Teddy, I copy. Proceed to Extraction Point Zeta."
"What?" comes a pissy voice, probably from a blood elf.
Chirpa sighs. "The white Toyota on Boromir Avenue."
"Copy," comes the pissy voice.
Dr Linda Himes trembles but does not edge away from Doctor Doom. Chirpa gives a sigh of relief and stares at the floor. After a few tense moments, Doom speaks in his strange voice.
"You will create more Doombots for Doctor Doom," he says flatly, crossing his arms.
Chirpa smiles.
"I am honored in your confidence," he says kindly. "But I would need supplies, tech, and power that I just don't have."
Doom tilts his head to the side slightly. "Then your offenses outweigh your usefulness," he says softly. His eyes start to glow.
Chirpa shrugs. "Destroy me if you must, Doctor Doom, but I AM the key to your army. My boys can make your Doombots faster and quieter than anyone in Corruscant. I just need a few things, and you can get them."
The super villain's eyes dull. "What exactly do you require?"
***
Doctor Doom observes a raid on a Tier-6 manufacturing plant silently. He watches the largest monitor, showing a live stream direct from the eyes of Chirpa's modified Destroyer droid. From this view he can see B-1 battledroids shooting blasters desperately at the Destroyer.
The Destroyer is laying down heavy suppression fire from a modified version of the Doombot's plasma cannon while a pair of elven gangsters pick off the B-1 guards with exploding arrows.
On another, smaller monitor, Doctor Doom can see through the eyes of one of Chirpa's modified B-1 droid. The droid kicks open a door to a computer control room and drops three of his unmodified counterparts with short plasma blasts, and a strange creature walks in behind the droid; a Poliwhirl. The pokemon quickly gets to work, using his cartoony hands to start typing on the computer.
The smaller monitors show the security camera inside the plant, going down one by one. Doctor Doom's gaze flicks from one to another as the camera show a brief flash of a horrible centipede-like droid before turning to white static. Where the centipede-like droid runs into guards, it make short work of them.
On the largest monitor, Doctor Doom watches the Destroyer droid and the elves mowing down the B-1 droid guards, keeping their backs to a steel door, and doom realizes they are guarding the Pokemon.
Doom watches as Poliwhirl types furiously within the control room.
Chirpa the Ewok taps one of the monitors, drawing Doctor Doom's attention. Chirpa's strangest droid, the disgusting centipede-like handmade robot named Daryll, is waiting patiently in front of a thick steel door.
The Polywhirl finishes typing and runs out of the control room as the door opens in front of Daryl. The strange droid rushes inside to a hail of blaster fire, and video is lost.
***
A crackle of radio static echos around Chirpa's garage.
"Strike Team Primus, mission accomplished," comes a pretty voice, probably from a blonde elf.
Chirpa presses a button on a walky-talky and responds, "Big Teddy, I copy. Proceed to Extraction Point Zeta."
"What?" comes a pissy voice, probably from a blood elf.
Chirpa sighs. "The white Toyota on Boromir Avenue."
"Copy," comes the pissy voice.
Dr Linda Himes trembles but does not edge away from Doctor Doom. Chirpa gives a sigh of relief and stares at the floor. After a few tense moments, Doom speaks in his strange voice.
"You will create more Doombots for Doctor Doom," he says flatly, crossing his arms.
Chirpa smiles.
"I am honored in your confidence," he says kindly. "But I would need supplies, tech, and power that I just don't have."
Doom tilts his head to the side slightly. "Then your offenses outweigh your usefulness," he says softly. His eyes start to glow.
Chirpa shrugs. "Destroy me if you must, Doctor Doom, but I AM the key to your army. My boys can make your Doombots faster and quieter than anyone in Corruscant. I just need a few things, and you can get them."
The super villain's eyes dull. "What exactly do you require?"
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